UNFORGOTTEN

By: El Chacal

Summary: 9/11 tribute piece coinciding with Have You Forgotten? by ThisLife103.7. Please read & review.

Disclaimer: Don't own anything except my own SOA characters, Emilio 'Coyote' Cortez and the idea for the story. Please don't sue. Thank you.


Happy walked down the hall with a heavy heart. He knew what day it was and it ate him up from the inside out that he couldn't visit his sister at Ground Zero.

If that wasn't bad enough, he couldn't find a rubber ducky in time before he was arrested.

"You got a visitor, Vazquez. Don't waste time." One of the guards said as he turned the key in the lock, opened the door and there was an enclosed room similar to solitary confinement except there were windows. In the middle of the room was a black box.

Once he walked inside, the door slammed shut behind him.

Walking towards the table, the door closed behind him, causing him to turn around and find Coyote and a beautiful woman standing behind him. Before he could say anything, the woman placed a finger on her lips, indicating for him to keep still. Pointing a long stick at the cameras, he watched as they suddenly turned off.

"Coyote? What are you doing here?"

"I'm here along with my friend, Natalie Largen, to see that a brother in arms doesn't tear himself up today, especially today." Looking at Happy's prison jumpsuit, Coyote tisked. "That outfit is not going to work. Natalie, do you have it?"

"Wasn't that hard to get from the clubhouse, but it wasn't easy either." Natalie said before reaching into a sack and extracting Happy's cut. "Catch, Happy. We're going for a trip." Natalie said before tossing the cut to Happy.

The moment he caught it, Happy found himself standing in front of Ground Zero in Manhattan.

"No way were we going to let you rot in the hoosegow with the thought that you couldn't pay respects to a loved one, Hap. Oh, you almost forgot this." Coyote said as he handed Happy the black box.

Opening it, Happy almost felt his heart shoot into this throat.

Inside the box was a yellow rubber ducky with orange beak. On it's back was a smiley face.

"Who told you?"

"No one did. I just got the letter with instructions to bring it straight to you today."

"I didn't know anything about it either. Only that I was to bring you here so you can get some peace of mind while doing time."

Happy looked at the rubber ducky before looking to Ground Zero. "Coyote, do you still have the letter?"

Coyote said nothing as he handed Happy the letter. "Get this to my brother so he'll never feel like he let me down. I will be with him in his heart always."

Happy sat down at an empty park bench and placed the rubber ducky behind it as he always did for his sister. "Thank you for remembering me, Chet. Rest easy knowing that I remember you too."

A loud siren resonated through his ears, tearing Happy's consciousness out of the dream.

He woke up in the prison cell in Stockton State Prison, surrounded by Jax, Clay, Juice, Tig and Bobby.

Looking at himself, Happy was wearing the same prison clothes he had on before.

"Hap, are you alright?" Jax asked. Happy looked at him with a bewildered look on his face. "You were talking in your sleep last night. Some of us had to keep an eye open to make sure no one else heard ya."

"Hap, how did you get this in here?" Bobby said, holding up a folded piece of paper. "Thank you for remembering me, brother." Bobby read from it before Happy took it and read it over.

Sure enough, there was a happy face on the bottom right corner of the note.


(This is my latest tribute for 9/11. I could not have done this without the assist of ThisLife103.7 so I really need to thank him for the support and advice. If this entertained or enchanted, please leave a review. They encourage me to write.)